Awake at 4. Shut up. Too woozey too snoozey.
Awake at 5:15 Go away. Maybe it was the beef.
Awake at 6. Can't stand it. Flickering eyelids. What's that noise? Hate that
Awake at 7. Because of Monty's needs. Love him hopelessly. But not now Mont, ok?
Yeah now loser, feed me or I'll claw your coat.
Up 7:03
Fawned over his Lordship, made horrible milky tea, looked at weather, looked at eyes, hung over computer.
Day trip to London to see the old dears. Who will no doubt look far worse then me because they're up at 3...:)
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